Chapter 103 Only the Winner Can Be Respected

The genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (apex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads!? "You come and see in a few days, I will keep it for you if I have it!"

The owner doesn't want to lose this high roller.

"You think this kind of spirit pattern is a biscuits from a roadside stall, every day? This kind of art, I'm afraid it will be very time-consuming to draw."

Fang Yan sneered, what he learned was whether he was good at learning the spirit patterns, how long would it take to draw such a beautiful spirit pattern, would he not know?

The shopkeeper's mouth moved, but he still decided not to tell you about the man in the iron tower. Mr. Sun drew it in just over a quarter of an hour.

What if this tower man thought he lied to him and beat himself up?

But Mr. Sun is really amazing. The tower man in front of him is obviously also majoring in the study of spiritual patterns. He said good things, it must be really good.

Ding!

Favorability from the shopkeeper +15, neutral (50/100).

"Help me prepare these!"

Fang Yan took out a list and handed it to the owner.

He usually buys things at another familiar spirit pattern store, but that one is out of stock today, and he is anxious to use it, so he came here.

The shop owner hurriedly followed suit, and when he was sending Fang Yan out, he still reminded him: "You can come and see if you have time in a few days. Those spirit gathering patterns are definitely not worse than today's."

Fang Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him. The one who could draw this kind of spirit gathering pattern must be a certain spirit pattern master.

This kind of spirit pattern master is basically too busy to die. Who is free to draw the gathering spirit patterns for you? People have the time to paint some more powerful spirit patterns. Wouldn’t it make more money than this?

...

Lu Changhe's home, which is the spirit pattern shop, is on the east side of the long street outside the school gate, just 200 meters away. Because the distance is very close, he always goes home for dinner.

As soon as Lu Changhe arrived home today, he was dragged back into the study by his father.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Changhe touched his stomach, absent-minded, he smelled the aroma, and he definitely stewed the chicken today.

"Come and take a look at this spirit gathering pattern!"

The shop owner lifted the red cloth covering the table as if offering a treasure, revealing the spirit gathering pattern drawn by Sun Mo.

"pretty!"

Lu Changhe's eyes lit up, he walked quickly to the table, lowered his head and admired: "Look at the layout of the spirit patterns, this is a gathering spirit pattern, it's really beautiful!"

"What about the sixth order!"

The owner shows off.

"Hey, that's going to cost a lot of money. Where did you get it?"

Lu Changhe studied spirit patterns, so he could appreciate the excellence and beauty of this spirit pattern.

"No money, one of your school painted it for the teacher."

The owner laughed.

"our school?"

Lu Changhe frowned, looked at the gathering spirit pattern, his face full of suspicion: "Our teacher can draw this kind of spirit pattern, according to my estimation, there are less than ten, they are all big people, and they will have an intersection with a small shop like ours. ?"

"What is a small shop?"

Hearing his son's words, the shop owner was not happy, he raised his hand and knocked on Lu Changhe's head: "Did I raise you guys by running this small shop?"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong!"

Lu Changhe, who was a little hungry, sat on the stool and savoured the spirit pattern.

"Master Sun Mo, have you heard of it?"

Seeing his son's devotion, the shop owner is very proud. His son who works so hard will definitely make some achievements in the study of spiritual patterns.

"I must have heard of it. That is the intern teacher who has been in the limelight recently in our school. What? Even you heard about him?"

Lu Changhe was curious.

"teacher in training?"

The shopkeeper frowned.

"Oh, no, he officially joined the job a few days ago."

Lu Changhe remembered the stories about Sun Mo.

"Eh? Don't the intern teachers in your school have to go through a one-year internship before they can officially join the job?"

The owner of the shop has been in business for more than 20 years, and he is naturally quite familiar with the nearby Zhongzhou Academy.

"Sun Mo is amazing, he recruited five direct disciples at the admissions conference,

Naturally made an exception. "

Lu Changhe explained.

"I see!"

The owner was not surprised, Sun Mo had such a powerful spirit pattern technique, and it was not a piece of cake to accept a few students.

"After the first public class, Sun Mo's ancient dragon catcher became famous in our school. Everyone said that he had the hand of God, and they wanted him to touch it to see his condition."

Lu Changhe also thought about it, but he knew that he should have little chance.

"Ah? What is the hand of the ancients? What are you talking about?"

The owner's face was full of confusion, and his son seemed to be talking about not alone.

"The ancient dragon catcher, you can know his physical condition by touching a student a few times. It's amazing."

Before Lu Changhe could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"It's not him, I'm talking about Sun Mo, who is particularly powerful in spirit tattoos."

The shopkeeper shook his head.

"There is only one Sun Mo in our school!"

Lu Changhe looked confused, then came to his senses and pointed to the gathering spirit pattern on the table: "You said this was drawn by Teacher Sun Mo?"

"right!"

The shopkeeper nodded.

"..."

Lu Changhe held his forehead: "Wait a minute, let me stroke it!"

Then Lu Changhe's eyes fell on the spirit gathering pattern again. After taking a closer look, he smiled: "Father, are you testing me?"

"What am I testing you for?"

The owner doesn't understand, what are you thinking about?

"Father, you are still pretending to be garlic, this spirit gathering pattern is so complete, and several details indicate that the person who painted it has at least ten years of experience in spirit pattern drawing, how could it be Sun Mo painted it? He's only twenty years old!"

Lu Changhe was speechless.

Professor He Yuanjin's spiritual runes class was very popular in Zhongzhou University, and every time he had to get a seat two hours in advance, otherwise there would be no seat at all.

Lu Changhe listened to it without a break, so he had seen the Spirit Gathering Pattern painted by Teacher He Yuanjin, which was comparable to this one.

No, maybe not as good.

The picture in front of me is really beautiful.

"The teacher Sun who came today is twenty years old!"

After the shop owner finished speaking, he suddenly woke up. Yes, this level of spirit gathering pattern came from a young teacher?

"Could it be that he started drawing spirit patterns in his mother's womb?"

The owner was shocked.

Ding!

Favorability from the shopkeeper +25, neutral (75/100).

"Dad, are you kidding me?"

Lu Changhe frowned.

"What did I lie to you for?"

The shopkeeper glared at his son.

Lu Changhe was shocked, and instinctively did not believe it, because he liked the study of spiritual patterns, and was praised by Teacher He Yuanjin as a gift, so he was proud.

But Lu Changhe looked at the gathering spirit pattern in front of him. He knew that after ten years of hard work, he might not be able to reach this level.

"Sun Mo finished painting him in just over a quarter of an hour."

The shopkeeper broke the news again.

"father!"

Lu Changhe lengthened his voice and complained, and instantly felt that life was boring.

"Mr. Sun Mo has such high attainments in spirit runes, and he will definitely teach a public class on spirit runes. Don't you like this subject? Then don't miss it."

Owner reminder.

"I see."

There is no need for the shop owner to say, once it is confirmed that Sun Mo's public class has spiritual patterns, Lu Changhe will definitely listen to it.

"You must respect Mr. Sun Mo."

The owner added another sentence.

"understood!"

After Lu Changhe finished speaking, he picked up the spirit gathering pattern on the table and ran: "This is mine!"

"You stinky boy!"

The shop owner was so angry that he couldn't care less about the feather duster, so he picked up a wooden bench and started chasing: "If you break it for me, I'll break your leg."

After seeing the attitudes of Fang Yan and his son, the owner has decided not to use this spirit gathering pattern, but to frame it and keep it as a souvenir.

...

Sun Mo never thought that there would be such a big movement when painting a spirit pattern.

The library is quiet, but when the spirit pattern depicted by Sun Mo takes shape, it will absorb the surrounding aura to form a tornado, which will disturb others' study.

Going to the teaching building, you can find a small classroom of 30 people, but there are always people who will come to watch after hearing the movement.

Sun Mo didn't like being watched, and with his personality, he wouldn't occupy a classroom for an afternoon by himself.

There is also the meditation room, which is not allowed to be used by him for most of the day. After all, Zhongzhou University has more than one teacher.

As for the dormitory, Sun Mo didn't want to see Zhang Sheng's face.

"Is it possible to rent a house near the campus?"

During dinner, Sun Mo began to seriously consider this issue.

The school has two staff buildings, which are for teachers, but Sun Mo has just joined the job, no matter his qualifications or grades, he is not enough to be allocated a house.

Life doesn't stagnate just because you're unsatisfactory, and it will even give you an uppercut and hit you all over the place.

Sun Mo, who only returned to the dormitory at night, got up early again after a good night's sleep, and went to the teaching building with the lesson plan. Today, he has to teach five students, and in the afternoon, it will be the first public class.

As soon as Sun Mo left the dormitory, Zhang Sheng lifted the blanket covering his head.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no place to live, Zhang Sheng would have moved out of the dormitory a long time ago. After several conflicts between himself and Sun Mo, he would now avoid him.

"I'm so envious!"

Rudy sighed, people took lesson plans, taught students, plucked pig hairs, and honored teachers.

"What's there to envy, I will soon become a full-time teacher!"

Zhang Sheng snorted.

"Soon? At least a one-year internship period, you can get through it slowly!"

Rudy sneered.

"Um?"

Zhang Sheng was stunned, and couldn't help but look at Rudy, his tone unpleasant: "What did you say?"

"I said there's still one year left for the internship!"

Rudy repeats.

"you……"

Zhang Sheng's expression changed suddenly.

This Rudy, since he entered a dormitory, although he doesn't please himself very much, but when he speaks, he always smiles, pays attention to proportions, and has a good attitude, but now he is choking with himself?

Rudy continued to bow his head to pluck the pig's hair. As for whether Zhang Shengsheng was angry, he didn't care at all.

In the past, Zhang Sheng was excellent and had a great chance to stay in school, but now, after failing to flip, Rudy has already recognized the true face of this guy.

He can't!

Since everyone has the same chance of staying in school, why do you want to please him? What's more, this guy offended Sun Mo.

Zhang Sheng looked at Ru Di and remembered that when Yuan Feng was still there, Sun Mo was also isolated by the three of his own, but now, it was his turn.

So, losers are not respected!

And Sun Mo, relying on his strength, has won Rudy's respect. Obviously, in Rudy's heart, he has changed from a need to please, to an existence that can be scolded casually.

Status plummeted.

Sun Mo didn't know the conflict between Rudy and Zhang Sheng, and his ears were full of system prompts.

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